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October 28, 2011

Babeland Review: Solar Bullet

When I first heard about solar powered sex toys, I had to try the wave of the future. So the moment I had a chance to review the Solar Bullet I jumped at the chance. Here's the Babeland description of this delightful sex toy: "Get off on saving the planet with the Solar Bullet vibe. Eight hours of exposure to sunshine provides one hour of blissful two-speed vibration against your clit, balls, perineum... you decide. Makes a perfect gift for your favorite tree-hugging pleasure-seeker, or bring it on your next camping trip. To top it all off, the box is printed to environmentally responsible Forest Stewardship Council (FSC) standards."

I wanted to test this baby out and see for myself whether or not a solar powered sex toy could hold a charge.

It sure does. Much better than the solar powered purple Halloween lights I bought at the same time this bullet arrived in the mail. I live in an apartment in New England and this time of year the sun drops from the sky at about 4:30 in the afternoon. Not much time for sunlight. Still, this solar bullet was able to build and maintain a nice charge for many hours. I wish my Halloween lights would have done that but they didn't. The solar bullet proved to me that solar powered objects need not be a lot of work and aggravation to charge and operate.

I didn't have to rely only on sunlight, either. I kept the solar bullet and my Halloween lights beneath a bedroom lamp an entire morning and afternoon. The solar bullet has worked since like a charm. The Halloween lights? Not so much. It shouldn't be that hard for those things to light up, but they won't. Maybe I should plug the Halloween lights into the solar bullet's power pack, and maybe they'll finally accept a charge. Nah, not a good idea. I returned the Halloween lights to the store but I've been using this solar bullet nearly every night and it's given me the most amazing orgasms.

This solar bullet is much more powerful than other clitoral vibrators I own. It packs its power directly onto my clit with vibrations more intense than the the other sex toys I use. The only disadvantage is the first time I used it I came too quickly. It felt that good. Then again, I'd been eager to use it all day so I was already revved up. Since then I've spaced out my orgasms and the solar bullet keeps me happy for as long as I like. When I come with this vibrator I double over with pleasure. That's how good it feels. All I need do is sit in near my bedroom window and the light that manages to make it into the apartment charges it just fine. I then top it off by sitting the solar bullet under my bedroom lamp. A light on the side lets me know it's charging.

I highly recommend this delightful sex toy to anyone who wants to try out a solar powered vibrator. I've never used anything like this before and it was great fun. It's small enough for travel and I don't need to plug it in (obviously) so it can sit near a hotel room window and it will charge just fine. This powerful bullet packs a wallop, too. I know those reading my review will enjoy is as much as I have.

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Read my other Babeland Sex Toys Reviews here on my blog, and don't forget my Sex Toys Reviews Category.

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October 14, 2011

Special Sale! DON'T CALL ME BABY for $7.99!

Naughty Nights Press is presenting a very special FALL SALE on Don’t Call Me Baby by Elizabeth Black for a limited time only.

Between Wednesday 12th October and Wednesday 26th October 2012, you can purchase the Mega Novel, Don’t Call Me Baby by Elizabeth Black for the amazing price of $7.99!

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Don’t Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, Mega Novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis.

It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

She asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the finer things in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

Little did she know that several men, including a father and son, would please her over the upcoming summer weeks, including one man who was her match.


Now for a sneak preview of "Don’t Call Me Baby" by Elizabeth Black

Catherine Stone looked around the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling in made her hair stand on end. Will this be the cop who pulls us over? Can we get away with me sucking him off here yet again?

She unzipped Brian's trousers, and slipped her hand inside. Reaching into his briefs, her fingers wrapped around his growing cock and it jumped at her touch. Brian is so predictable. All he ever wants is for me to suck his cock. Good thing I demand a good, expensive meal after these trysts, or I'd get nothing out of them. She pulled his cock out of his trousers, feeling the organ spread out in her palm.

“Oh, that feels good. I love it when you stroke me off.”

She stroked his shaft, gripping him harder as her hand reached the base. Every time she squeezed, his cock jumped in her hand. She liked the way it looked and felt in her hand. Purple with arousal and thick with veins, the well-formed head glistened with pre-cum. In her years since starting college she had enjoyed many different types of cocks and Brian's was especially hot because it was so big and he was uncircumcised. She liked the look of hard cocks. When they were hard they were so sensitive. A twist a little too far this way or that way could hurt, yet she knew from what past lovers had told her, the pain felt so good. She liked pulling Brian's cock too far; just to get a painful, yet aroused reaction out of him. Although she felt impatient, she relished the fact that she was a good lay. Her blowjob skills had improved greatly over the months, and she could also make Brian come very quickly with her hand jobs.

As she gently rolled back his foreskin and stroked his growing shaft, she cradled his balls in her other hand. She liked the way his cock grew to nearly twice its size, when all she did was brush her fingers against it. It felt hard yet sinewy, like a garden hose full of water. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, and she relished her power. Sex was a heady power surge, and Catherine could not get enough of it.
Brian's cock was big; longer and thicker than other cocks she had the pleasure of sucking and fucking. Plus, at his age of fifty-eight, he stayed harder for a longer time, and it took him much longer to come than men her own age of twenty-two. Catherine never faked orgasms. She liked sex so much that she had no trouble coming every time she fucked. When she didn't feel like coming, she simply said so. Faking an orgasm was something she never even considered doing.

Tonight was one night, however, that she wished Brian would hurry up, come, and get it over with. She hated their trysts at the park because she got little if anything out of them. She would much rather stay in a nice hotel and spend the evening fucking without feeling any pressure, but that was not to be this evening. She needed to be at Silver Spring College in the morning for her new summer job. So here she sat, sexually unsatisfied and feeling a bit used wondering when she was going to meet a man who could satisfy her insatiable sexual needs.

“Yes, stroke it, Baby. Go slowly.”

“Don't call me 'Baby'.” She hated it when he called her 'baby'. It made her feel like she was his property. “Baby” was also what her father called her mother when he was trying to excuse his extramarital affairs. He'd say, “I'm sorry, Baby,” when all he was sorry for was getting caught, not the actual affairs themselves. Catherine wondered if she saw married men because of the way her father treated her mother. At least with a married man, he couldn't force her to be exclusive. She didn't have to make a commitment to a married man or get too emotionally invested. She was interested in the sex more than the relationship. Whenever Brian called her “Baby”, he reminded her of why she saw married men and that made her feel uncomfortable. She preferred to be called “Honey” which sounded more affectionate. She'd even accept “Hon”, which was a popular term of endearment in her native Baltimore but Brian was from New York. She hated “Baby” because it sounded so crude to her. Her roommate's obnoxious boyfriend called her “Baby” when he was lying to her, so the word left a bad taste in Catherine's mouth.

“Slow down. Don't pump at it like that.”

I'll pump it any way I want. What if a cop drives up? We certainly can't explain ourselves to a Man in Blue. She stroked his cock gently, moving her palm up and down his shaft. His cock jumped in her hand. Rubbing her thumb across his head and then giving him a gentle squeeze, she heard him moan. Jizz leaked out and dribbled on the head, and she spread it with her fingers as if it were lubricant for her moist and hot hand. She curled against his chest, and pressed her ear against his rib cage. His heart thundered in his chest, as it always did when she beat him off. He loved a good hand job, and she really didn't mind turning him on so much, because turning him on made her feel sexy. No other woman turned him on the way she did. Not even his wife. But impatience overtook her mood this evening, and she wanted to do other things, like eat. Her stomach growled. She was famished, and all she could think about was a good steak dinner at their favorite restaurant. After he comes, we'll go out for something to eat. And he's going to come soon; by the way his cock feels right now.

“Suck on it. I love it when you suck on it.”

Of course he loved it. She honed her technique on him, and being that she was alone with him in his Mercedes, she decided to pass the time by practicing a bit more. His wife wouldn't go down on him, so she made sure she was the best suck he ever had. And she was.

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